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A MATURE, AND SMUT-HEAVY CANON MULTIMUSE RP BLOG . ( 𝑡𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑜 - 𝑓𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑙𝑦 ) and ɴᴇᴀʀʟʏ ʟɪᴍɪᴛʟᴇss . VERY SLOW AND SELECTIVE . WRITTEN BY MO.
𝙼𝚄𝚂𝙴𝙻𝙸𝚂𝚃 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝚁𝚄𝙻𝙴𝚂. ᴋɪɴᴋʟɪsᴛ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴜᴛ
will be moving all muses and threads to the other blog. find them @invigouros
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👁️ ⸻ Tyson wore the expression of someone who couldn't believe they had been found out - despite how often his deception was seen through within moments. Thick fingers itched into the side of his cheek, his pace stumbling back and forth along the bedside.
“Well. . . you know how it can feel at night. You were asleep, but I wasn't. I couldn't sleep, so I. . .” He drops his clothes, leaving his hands positioned at crotch level in front of his blatantly bulging underwear. “And when I tensed my leg - because sometimes I do that - I pressed down against the bed too hard and. . .”
" fuck, ty! you're gonna poke my eye out with that. " percy chuckled, now regretting his curiosity and getting too close to the side of the bed. but the regret was short lived as bulge that greeted him caught him like a fish to a hook. now he can't fucking look away.
" and ... ? well, don't stop now. how am i gonna help you if you stop mid-sentence like that? " he continues, trying to keep his eyes looking up at his half-brother ... only to fail as his gaze fall back down again. " you don't have anyone to help you? there are so many campers here ... "
still working on fixing my muses but sneaky discord drop
i wanna add more muses here but i have no idea who i wanna add lol
👁️ ⸻ Tyson had always been physically imposing; he could thank his unique heritage. Easily eclipsing the various demiigods populating the campgrounds. Once he refrained from revealing the raw and natural musculature hidden beneath loose clothing as to not intimidate his brother and his friends, but with time came a newfound level of comfort with revealing a mythological mass of muscles.
“I. . . don't know." It is difficult to lie to his brother when he is betrayed by the dishonest darting aside of his singular, massive pupil. “One night I was sleeping deep and peaceful, but when I woke up it was. . . broken?”
" you're a terrible liar, tyson. " percy says with a chuckle, fully facing his half brother now that he knows there is more to this story than a deep sleeping cyclops. even the weakest furniture in their room is strong enough to withstand tyson's full weight. so the bed suddenly giving up just because he's sleeping doesn't make sense to him at all.
" there's something you're not telling me, ty. " he says, hand gesturing for his brother to come closer. " come on. spit it out. i won't be mad, i promise. "
👁️ ⸻ It often seemed the half-brothers were forced by the fates themselves to eternally share sleeping quarters with one another. The comfortable confines of the Poseidon Cabin were one matter, but now Tyson found himself standing somewhat awkwardly beside his brother's bed, halfway through the process of stripping away his shirt to reveal the dense wall of muscle hidden underneath . He had his own room, but the bed frame had been accidentally. . . broken.
“Are you sure you don't want me to sleep on the couch, brother?” Tyson asked despite how uncomfortably his oversized physique fit across the old piece of furniture.
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" it's okay, tyson. it's not like this is the first time we're doing this. " percy says with a chuckle. unlike his half-brother, he was already half naked and sitting on the bed, basking in the moonlight and salt coming through their cabin's window. " don't worry, i'm also gonna get the hepheastus guys come in here and fix it ... and then you will be back to your bed in no time. "
then a pause, as percy's eyes couldn't resist taking a good view of tyson's body. " by neptune's beard, you're really grown up, huh? " he continues. " anyway, why did that bed break anyway? i've seen that thing go through a war and didn't even feel it dent. "